"I mean, can't you just call him?" Namjoon asks after hearing my whole story

"Can I just call him? I left him there crying" I state and Namjoon shakes his head

"Dude you need to call him"

"Dude I don't need to call him" 

"You obviously love this dude, you only knew him like a week or maybe two, but you fell for him, and now that you aren't mute and are trying to connect back into society, I think its your chance"

"I was not mute"

"You haven't talked to me in a month and two weeks. You pushed everyone away, you wouldn't leave your room, you quit your job. By the way my dad's willing to give it back to you whenever-"

"Stop" I say cutting him off 

"and please eat something, you lost a lot of weight, not that its bad, I just I'm getting a feeling you haven't been getting good meals" 

"I have been-"

"Eating one bag of chips per week doesn't cut it Jungkook" 

"You're calling this dude, or I am" 

I stare at him, my phone in his hand as we are sitting on the floor of his room. He has his phone in his other hand and I watch him type a number into it.

"Yes hello is this Taehyung?" Namjoon asks into the phone.